We’ve already been down the Las Vegas strip of audio pleasures with Sean Rose, but it just keeps getting better. The adept rapsmith tactfully blends the right amount of torque to justify his tape’s Overdrive title while still keeping true to the steelo of all the 702 represents. Read the rest of this entry »

An icy cold demeanor, impeccable delivery on a staggering range of beats and refusal to conform to industry trends has lead our rhyming anti-hero, Emilio Rojas to this point in Twenty Twelve. The Breaking Point, that is. Read the rest of this entry »

Only a few months ago, Rick Ross’ career momentum was momentarily crippled by a series of seizures. The unofficial official word connected his ailments to exhaustion due to working too hard. Fast forward to early ’12, Ross must be well rested and recuperated because he’s back with a new drop, the Rich Forever mixtape Read the rest of this entry »

Rap music is currently overrun with smiley faced youngsters, dressed in Sunday’s best pastel colors, quick to flash their piggy bank savings in broad daylight like sunbeams are made of honey and everybody wants to be your neighbor. Allow the L.E.P. Bogus Boys to retort with the reality of it all. Read the rest of this entry »

Freddie Gibbs’ Cold Day In Hell will be the tape that has a snowball’s chance being remembered weeks and months from now. While others are dropping novelty tapes for the holiday, Freddie’s release seems meant to be played through winter and beyond. The tone is set by the distinguished art alone, which may be the illest seen this year. Beyond the cover, Cold Day… holds equally sick music and “consistency” best describes what Gibbs does best on this release. Read the rest of this entry »

The infamous duo’s been busy the last few months, especially Prodigy with his solo mixtape and slew of features. They dropped one stellar record together earlier with old cohort, Nas, and are now two-for-two on the year with “Street Lights,” the first teaser off their upcoming Black Cocaine EP. Read the rest of this entry »

“This is my life, I’m not entertained at all, See if you can fix this with control, delete and alt.”

I want to thank the blogger or website that pissed Don Trip off. Whatever took place inspired the venom that is “Die Slow” and the most articulate reaction I have to the track is a Ric Flair “Wooo!” Read the rest of this entry »

T.I. came home and coordinated a nice set of drops. First, the “Magic” remix and now joining in for a feature on Jeezy’s “F.A.M.E. (Fake Ass Motherf*ckers Envy).” Read the rest of this entry »

One guy swore he saw death around the corner. Another admitted that he was ready to die. Fortunately for friends and family of Freddie “Gangsta” Gibbs, thoughts of embalming fluid and swanky funeral parlors just doesn’t fit in his schedule. Read the rest of this entry »

Jay Rock has been performing this cut from his debut album, Follow Me Home, for a minute now, and it’s refreshing to hear the recorded, mastered version instead of random YouTube clips floating around. The Watts emcee has endured a long and bumpy road to score a definitive release date and judging from the fact that it’s available for pre-order most likely means July 26th is set in stone. Read the rest of this entry »

“I got a shout a couple years ago about a DJ in Brighton who’s playing the hell out of that record. So you certainly find a younger generation discovering and remixing stuff that I did, and making it all fresh again. Which is great for me; I love the idea that what I did then can still be relevant now.” — Paul McCartney for CNN, 6.15.11. Read the rest of this entry »

My boo is mad that I’m buzzin’, she’s scared that I’m movin’ on/A stubborn mothaf#cka, I stuck with her just to prove her wrong…

I think it was Maurice Garland who tweeted this awhile back: isn’t it odd how “FTW” (for the win) and “WTF” (what the f#ck) use the same letters to describe completely different emotions? This ain’t got nothing to do with nothing, I just thought that I should mention. Respect to Weezy. Read the rest of this entry »

As Michael Vick exposed onto the world, meticulously starving a rabid animal will make them fierce and deadly competitors. With a hunger of a great magnitude, the dedication becomes more intense. The goals and objectives become more clearer and instincts more sharp. Sort of like the Bogus Boys from the low end parts of Chicago. Read the rest of this entry »

You kids want Swag OD? Tip and Officer Ricky got Swag OD! How does nearly eight minutes of J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League, swaggerific midnight madness sound? Still a little unsure? Well, you’re gonna get it anyway. Read the rest of this entry »

At 16 tracks deep, Trill O.G. was fairly streamlined so the recent wave of Bido leftovers doesn’t seem that all bit surprising. Over an uncharacteristically soft-serve J.U.S.T.I.C.E League beat, Mr. 4 Cigs uncharacteristically dons his cape, begging for the lady in his life to stay before Ne-Yo or whomever could obviously make the studio date. Read the rest of this entry »